Chapter 54 Dreams Come True

I woke up slowly, the warm sunlight touching my face through the sheer curtains. For a moment, I didn’t move—I just lay there, listening to the soft waves in the distance and feeling the steady heartbeat of the man beside me. He was still fast asleep, his arm around me, holding me close like he didn’t want to let go. A small smile played on my lips as I recalled the memories of the previous night. Last night was magical. I still felt like I was in a dream and that none of that was real. He still felt like a fantasy. But as I looked at him now—his peaceful face, the way his chest rose and fell like a satisfied, ed, peaceful man—I knew it was not a fantasy or a dream.